Irmos: Traversing the deep on foot, as though it were dry land, and seeing the tyrant Pharaoh drowned, Israel cried aloud: Let us chant unto God a hymn of victory!
Walking in gladness among the noetic choirs in the habitations of heaven, and shining with never-waning light, O wise one, by thy supplications deliver me from the passions, that I may hymn thee.
Theotokion: The tempest of sins, the adverse waves of wicked thoughts, and the assaults of the passions have gone over me, O Virgin Theotokos; but save me by thy mighty supplication.
Thy radiant and sun-like memorial shineth forth in gifts and illumineth those who faithfully honor thee thereon, O martyr who art truly the namesake of most splendid joy.
Thou didst flood the salty sea of unbelief with the drops of thy blood, and wast a river of piety, ever truly watering the Church of Christ.
Translated by Isaac Lambertsen. Edition menaion.en.lambertsen.